A/N: Oh my gosh... the end is near! I know my stories can drag on and on at times... but it means a lot! I'm soooo sorry about updating so late!
And some parts may seem a little bit weird to be added in. Yes I know they never show cars in Naruto! But they have buses don't they? Alright? Alright! Let's get movin!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto for the 1 billionth time! OKAY! And I don't own and namebrands or songs that I've written in either.
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The next evening Ino sat in her room, staring troubledly at her computer screen. How come she can find all these guys so fast? There's gotta be some explanation why! I mean, how many guys actually like Sakura enough to date her seconds after meeting her! What if she's lying to me? That'd be just like her...
Ino remembered back to when she had first set up the account for Sakura. C'mon...What was the password, what was the password! Hah! pinktreegirl She crossed her fingers and a moment later, she was on Sakura's homepage.
I better just look on her friend list. I don't wanna end up talking to one of her "admirers."
She scrolled down the list and clicked the most recent member she contacted. All of the past conversations between Sakura and tHrOnE-of-AiBo popped up. Ino scanned through each one quickly.
Rape? Sakura never said anything about that to me! Liar! Ha... Oh look, her next date is with some guy named... Itachi. Hmm... She sure picks the people with the strangest names. Who is this tHrOnE-of-AiBo anyway?
She went through t-o-A's page and yawned at the normal, average information given.
Favorite Songs: I'm Like A Bird – Nelly Furtado; LOVE – Ashley Simpson; Get Out – Jojo
Currently In: My house. In Konoha.
If I Could Have Three Wishes They'd Be: World Peace; To Get Married To My Perfect Match; To Become A Strong Shinobi
What I Want In My Match: Adventurous, Strong Spirit. A romantic side (I'd still want them to get me flowers from time to time)
Ino looked at the list with boredom. The rest of the information she just scanned quickly.
Other Websites I'm Offiliated With:
She paused and looked at the long chain of letters, numbers and back slashes, reading off every site. Curiously, she clicked on one of the addresses.
What she saw turned her face powder white.
"Oh...Oh KAMI! AHH! What's... What's Sakura doing with... OH KUSO!"
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Across town Sasuke was preparing for Sakura's date as well.
He carefully placed a few extra kunai into a pouch and attatched a windmill shuriken to his back.
I'm ready for you big brother. You may not be expecting me... but I've been waiting.
He had planned out every movement. The only problem was that he had no clue where Itachi and Sakura would go. The only way to track them was to hide out at her house.
The clock struck 5.
I'd better get moving. I can't afford to miss his arrival.
Sasuke slipped out of the window and took to the roofs, making his way to her house.
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Inside Sakura was busy with her make up. This time applying it less heavily on her face, partly because she used most of it during her last date. She chose a tight fitting, knee length Chinese cheongsam style gown in a dark red shade.
She smiled at her reflection in the mirror, once again becoming self absorbed practicing her greetings. "Hey...uh...Hi Itachi. That doesn't sound right. Nice to meet you... ugh! No no no!"
I sound like such a dork... I hope he doesn't think I'm just an immature ditz.
She brushed her hair again, beginning to dread ever agreeing to going out with an older guy.
C'mon Sakura! Don't get cold feet now! He's older, so what! That means he's more mature, and more your type! With her confidence boosted again, Sakura put down the brush and practiced her pouts.
She was interrupted by the sound of a car horn outside her house. The high pitched cry startled her. Oh Kami! He's here! That's gotta be him! After reapplying her lip gloss she sprung to the door, pulling it open and nearly colliding with...
Itachi.
Whoaaaa! He's even hotter than in the picture! His long hair was pulled into a pony tail that fell to his mid back but almost blended in with the dark leather trench with a high collar and red flowers embroidered on it. Red eyes bore down on her surprised expression.
Sakura couldn't help but look away embarrassed.
"Sakura." Itachi didn't look the least bit nervous. How many women has he gone out with! He seems so cool and casual! Hmm... I hope I don't make a fool outta myself.
"I parked in front." He turned and led her slowly to his car which was parked diagonally, taking up a majority of the street.
"Wow! It's so..." Sakura looked at her reflection in the black paint of the McLaren F1. She peeked inside to get a look at the interior.
"Watch it."
"Huh?" Watch what?
Itachi motioned for Sakura to move back as he pressed a button on the car remote. The doors lifted straight up. "Lambo doors."
"Ahh." Sakura bit her lip nervously, she had no clue what he was talking about. Itachi sat himself in the driver's seat. "Are you getting in?"
Sakura nodded dumbly and carefully slid next to him. The whole inside smelled like new leather. She lowered her hands to his sides and felt the soft material she was sitting on. "Is this...?"
"Suede?" He gave a swift nod. "I had the entire interior reapulstered..." Sakura grinned and leaned forward. "Why? Was it all..." She scooted closer. "Worn out?"
He looked taken back. "No. I was bored with it." The doors slammed shut and all the lights blinked on as the key slipped into the ignition. "Oh, right."
Itachi turned on the stereo and plugged in an iPod to the car adapter. Suddenly the car shook with the intensity and clarity of the speakers. Sakura sneered at what she found repulsive.
I'm not the one who's so far away
When I
feel the snake bite enter my veins
Never did I wanna be here
again
And I don't remember why I came...
"Ready?" He asked nonchalantly, either ignoring or oblivious to her hatred of the song.
...Candles raise my desire
Why I'm so far
away
No more meaning to my life
No more reason to stay
Freezing
feeling,...
"Uh...yeah. Where are we going?" Sakura practically shouted over the speakers and now the loud engine. She felt around for the seat buckle and her eyes widened at the speed Itachi was going. Yet he remained composed through the rising 90 mph rate, as though it was just a pleasant drive.
...Breathe in, breathe in
I'm coming back
again...
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Fuck! Sasuke leapt onto another roof. This isn't as simple as I thought it would be. By now Itachi's probably half way through town!
He inched off of the tiles to get closer to the street. Grabbing onto a window ledge, he skillfully hoisted himself up. Creeping along the pane, he could hear the television set from the room. It was loudly playing the Codename Kids Next Door theme song.
What kid stays up this late watching tv? Hah. Wait, I do. But I'm hardly a ki... "Kuso!" Sasuke had reached his limit and was quickly losing his balance. He looked at his options.
I could jump back onto the roof. But that'd be a waste. I can't track anything up there. Or I could land on the ground...
Out of nowhere, a car sped past Sasuke just as he was preparing to leap onto the street below.
...Demons dreaming
Breathe in, breathe
in
I'm coming back again...
Freakin' dumb ass! Hey...wait a minute. No one around here owns a car like that. Or owns a car period. That could be Itachi!
He miraculously regained his balance and jumped to the next building. Passing another window, keeping the smoke from the tires insight, he heard a clip of a James Bond intro.
Why is everyone watching those sleuth type of shows now! (A/N: Apparently Sasuke has not noticed the irony)
His dark eyes widened as he silently cursed himself for not being faster. Mind you the cars going about 97 mph right about now, and Sasuke's doing pretty good with his 80.
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Just as Sakura was about to beg Itachi to slow down, the wheels screeched to a halt. As the smoke cleared and the lambo doors reopened, Sakura attempted to fix her frazzled hair.
At least the musics done now.
Itachi stepped out of the car and appeared on the other side by the passenger seat. "Where are we?" Sakura took Itachi's hand and allowed him to lead her away. She noted the chill of his skin. He didn't bother looking at her as he answer.
"The waterfront."
"Ohhh! I love the waterfront! What are we doing tonight!" Itachi stopped and turned his attention to the brush nearby.
"What is it?" Sakura realized his lack of interest in her company and questioned why.
No answer.
Sakura became impatient. She squeezed his hand and pulled his arm. "Lets goooo Itachi!" He allowed her to drag him from his prey.
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Phew! That was close! Wow her date's a creep! But I can take him.
The black silhouette blended with the shadows of the thick bushes and crept off to find a better area to survey the two.
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That's the car... But where's Itachi? Sasuke looked around suspiciously. Seeing that the coast was clear, he snuck out to investigate.
For five minutes he searched the perimeter with no luck, until he heard the sound of heavy footseps and voices coming towards him.
"Let me just get my purse..."
Sasuke recognized the voice almost immediately. If he just continued to stand there, he'd be caught for sure. So he ran to the other side of the car.
Both Lambo doors opened simultaneously. Sasuke felt the warm air from inside the car rush out. Not daring to move, bringing attention to himself, Sasuke remained frozen. He heard Sakura rumaging around blindly.
As she moved closer to the driver's side, she threatened Sasuke's cover and the advantage of a suprise attack. I can't get away without him noticing my movements. And if I jump up to attack, he'll strike first.
"Hah! I've got it." Sakura snatched it up and moved out of the vehicle. Sasuke listened intently and waited until the two left before he snuck away.
Suddenly the door began to close and caught Sasuke by the collar.
"Damnit!"
He took hold of his shirt to make sure he didn't get strangled. When the door finally came to a stop, he yanked a kunai from the holder and slit the fabric. Before he left however he took the cloth from underneath the metal to dispose of the evidence.
As he escaped, he didn't realize the amount stuck inside of the car.
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"Itachi, where are we?" Sakura looked around nervously. She had never been up this way before. He knocked on the thick door of a small brick building. It opened slowly and they entered.
Sakura squeezed his arm tighter as he led her to a bar. She sat beside her date and watched him order two shots.
"Um…no. Thanks. I'm not allowed…"
"It's just one." Itachi whispered quietly.
"But…I can't. If my oka…" Sakura cut herself off when she saw Itachi's displeased look. "She won't discover you. It'll be our secret." He gave her a sly wink and pushed the glass closer over to her.
She drank it down quickly. Itachi ordered another round.
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By the fourth or fifth round, she was gone. Itachi grinned mischievously. After all, he was still sober. Sakura gave him a far out smile before blacking out.
Itachi smirked and watched her collapse onto the bar. He waited until he finished another drink before pulling her upright.
Tch. Unconscious. Well, that takes care of that. Cheaper than my last date I'll give her that. Only half as attractive. Oh well, invest half, get half.
A few other men were turning their attention to the minor. Itachi, not wanting to lose his victim, stared them down. The bartender came up and asked if she was alright. Itachi gave a swift nod and stood.
He picked Sakura up and made his way to the door. Onlookers whispered snide comments as he passed their tables, all of which he ignored. What did he care? Sakura was gone and the night was young.
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A/N: Sorry for the delay! I started skool this week and haven't been able to write for long periods of time! But plz stay with me!
Coming Soon: What did Ino see that made her freak? Who's tracking Itachi? What's gonna happen to our intoxicated bit... friend. ?
